Monday, August 8, 2011

watching peace fall

i walk in the grace 
of a soft summer rain.
there is no pain in this moment.
the dog walks before me, 
shunning my umbrella —
water drips gently from its edges
as the ibis shine white 
against the greyness of the day.
mama duck swims with her brood 
splashing out suddenly,
like children playing water games —
the old heron stands sentinel,
watching peace 
fall 
     like 
          rain 




(linking to the dVerse poetry community)

31 comments:

Vera said...

It sounds so gentle! I love it)

Ostriches Look Funny said...

isn't it grand, to be so rich?
I'm celebrating with you today. So grateful...for many things, including YOU and your words.

Kay L. Davies said...

Beautifully, beautifully done, Leslie.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

Beth said...

Words that reach out to me:
"walk in the grace of a soft summer rain/ no pain in this moment/ . . .dog . . .shunning my umbrella/old heron stands sentinel watching peace fall/like/rain."
Particularly:grace, this moment, shunning/sentinel/and the imagery of peace falling like rain.
I can feel it all and that's what poetry is all about. I'm there on that walk with you. I can see the images as well as feel the peacefulness. One of your very best, les.

Beth said...

Oh and I try to get kids to isolate words like you did: one on a line. When they see how that positioning gives that word a whole new importance and at times meaning, they're amazed. (They are stuck on sentences.)
You've learned that lesson well!;>)

S. Etole said...

That same peace fell here today ... again.

Nancy said...

So thankful for a single moment without pain.

lilylovekin said...

The grace of a summer rain, how I love that. It is so beautiful. Have a lovely week.

♥ w o o l f ♥ said...

now that's a genuine moment to treasure. i can savour this, i can.
n♥
(it also sounds like the oncoming of autumn. yey! yey! yey!)

Elizabeth said...

That is truly lovely. I especially liked that you walked without pain -- good to hear.

rebecca said...

may this moment
continue
one to the next
as gentle and forgiving as your summer rain.

becky said...

Exquisite...and glad you were without pain...

Loree said...

Thatis so lovely and, as always, your poetry exudes such peace. I don't know how you do it.

ayala said...

sweet and gentle. :)

Brian Miller said...

mmm...you handed that close very well...it felt good...it fell here too...

marousia said...

Love this - I could 'see' the scene - gorgeous visual images

wolfsrosebud said...

Like how easy it was to walk through your words.

Victoria said...

Thank you for bringing me along on this peaceful walk. I had the feeling that you wrote this as it happened. I love walks as a source of inspiration. Be well.

Mark Kerstetter said...

You've sketched a lovely image of the small lake near my house (where it's been raining all day).

Pat Hatt said...

Your described it so well, it's like the reader is right there. Liked the last little creative play with the words too.

Sheila Moore said...

mmmmm...peace fall like rain - love how you formatted that last part - very effective.

Anna @ path of treasure said...

This is peaceful and graceful; lovely.

~Kelvin S. M. said...

..ah, i would gladly catch ‘em all as i needed it more these days.. thanks for the inspiration!

Charles Elliott said...

I can almost smell it, almost hear it! Thanks for this one.

Claudia said...

this sounds peaceful indeed...love the mama ducks...brings some joyful playfulness into the rain...and sets the stage nicely for the closure..

beth said...

sometimes i shun the umbrella, too.....oh what a feeling :)

Fernando Santos (Chana) said...

Bela poesia...Espectacular....
Cumprimentos

Lady Nyo said...

Very gentle, lovely centered poem.

Hauntingly good.

Well done.

Lady Nyo

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Just lovely; close to perfect, I think. And what a wonderful title!

Sharon Lovejoy said...

Dear Leslie,

First! I love "watching peace fall like rain." Lovely.

Thanks for dropping by and leaving a message. Re: Katharine Butler Hathaway-she was an inspiration to me. She was flat out in bed for about 8 years. It was believed that would cure her, but it didn't. She was tiny, tiny, and had many problems with her back and spine, but she never complained. Here book was an eye-opener for me and it was so sad that she didn't live to see it published, but she did see it serialized in the Atlantic Monthly.

I am glad that we have connected. I am going to go back through some of your older posts.

Sending joy from this wave washed shore,

Sharon Lovejoy Writes from Sunflower House and a Little Green Island

Noelle Renee said...

Les,
so sorry that I haven't been by. This poem is so lovely, like a prayer of peace and in some way, the ending reminds me of one of e.e.cummings verses. I love that your walk of peace is filled with birds and one dog of course :).
xoxox,
Noelle